She didn’t like heights. Never had, never would. She clutched her head with a hoof, and wrapped the other one around the daredevil beneath her as they approached super sonic speeds.

She would’ve gone with the train if they had the time, or even go a day early and simply walk there. But Applejack, one of the few ponies that matched the princess’ early rising had overslept.

She suspected that the same speedster which was now carrying her to the appleoosian family reunion had something to do with it, but couldn’t make herself care.

After all, she had personal transportation.